When We Were Villains Novels & Stories

Together, we waged a campaign of transparency and accountability, inviting scrutiny and validation of our commitment to excellence. As the momentum shifted in our favor, Victor grew increasingly desperate. His attempts to sabotage our efforts only fueled our resolve, strengthening our determination to defend our heritage and uphold the values that defined the Zaveri legacy. Yet, amidst the escalating conflict, a new revelation emerged that would challenge everything we thought we knew.

“She didn't hesitate to fabricate evidence and files, did she? Why can’t we dance to that tone as well?” I would have said it was because of our honor, and how we shouldn't stoop to her level. But fuck honor. Fuck stooping low. Elena already went low, so now we would have to go under. We were done playing the nice guys. The world has already painted us as the villains who kicked a man when he was already down, so why not play into that narrative? We were already untouchable. Anyone who wanted to talk shit was already ready to lose everything.

We were not just collecting evidence for court; we were trying to keep an entire story from fraying into rumor. “Is he playing with us?” the junior asked again. “Is this another stunt?” His voice slid between incredulous and angry. People wanted villains to be neat: loud, convicted, behind bars the way the evening shows would portray. A faint tendency toward theatrics was expected in our line of work. But this—this was different.

People going about their days, unaware that mine was imploding again. "What if he's right?" I whispered. "What if I am the villain?" "Then we're both villains." Damien's arms tightened around me. "Because I'm about to burn Victor Kane's empire to the ground."

The adrenaline was pumping through my body and now the whole situation seemed like an action movie. And I was the freaking queen of the movie! It all felt kind of thrilling once I ignored the fact that this was a fight between real people and there were real casualties and deaths. But they did hire a murderer who was probably a rapist too and who had the audacity to call me a slut and a bitch! They had to be the bad people! And this whole thing was making me realise that this was the adventure that I was looking for all those times I tried hunting for in clubs or street races.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine. The time finally came for me to go home. System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.] I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’ System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.] The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

There was no need for him to add his brand new wife to the list. She needed to focus. This man was a villain. He had been the head of a notorious ring of aristocrats that had treated commoners like garbage. She had researched him and his family, she knew all about their crimes. He had only turned everyone in to save his own skin. He wouldn’t trick her. She would watch him. She was sure that he would go back to his old ways, and when that happened she would promptly turn him in. She was sure the king would annul their marriage when that happened.

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .